Sensing there's something wrong with me And with the room they've put me into I try to fall asleep when there's no really need to breathe How come I ended up alone? Absent, forgotten, slowly withering away
Wither away, wither away I Wither away, wither Through black holes I stray
Eyes go blind in here
Wither away, wither away I Wither away, wither Through black holes I stray
Now I don't want to turn this around, bring me the stars When the last of the bright goes dark I am a part We are all of the same old matter, it matters no more We unite, reconcileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
